Unholy Treasure
In cages, vaults, and treasure chests,
behind an oaken door well barred
lay pearls and diamonds, amethysts,
and once live things, which he had scared.
Oh yes, he loved them all to death
in cages, vaults and treasure chests
even those who had lost their breath
were mauled, caressed and had no rest.
Each doll-like corpse now sat as guest
within the horror chamber's store
in cages, vaults and treasure chests
upon silk cushion on the floor.
One day he'd die and lie entombed
draped with jewels without protest
in this vault where specters loomed
in cages, vaults and treasure chests.
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2013
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